Siheyuan: Since 51

Lin family, east wing.

A good meal with fish, meat, vegetables and wine.

The brigade commander and Kenong came uninvited, while the gentleman and the God of Wealth arrived late.

It’s a little after nine, and the whole day starts.

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

The gentleman sighed, "Zhiyuan, I'm afraid you have to go one step further."

Having said that, he picked up the wine cup and drank it all by himself.

"According to my original plan, the Special Economics Bureau will sort things out and let you stay in the government office for a few years to lay a solid foundation..."

The God of Wealth's hand, which was holding the vegetables, was suspended in the air. He was stunned for a moment and then echoed.

"Yes, the foundation is unstable, so we can't go far!"

Kenong took a puff of his cigarette, looked at the brigade commander, and asked with a hearty smile.

"You two, aren't we old guys considered the foundation of Zhiyuan?"

As soon as the words fell, the gentleman and the God of Wealth could not help but look over.

Glancing at the smile on Kenong's lips and seeing the brigade commander making faces, the gentleman immediately shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"There are so many people in the family, it's impossible for them to work together. You should understand what I mean."

The brigade commander picked up a peanut, threw it into his mouth, and spoke while chewing.

"So what? The economy is a problem. We have been struggling for more than ten years, but there is no improvement. Zhiyuan is capable and has done a good job. Letting him go to the government office to mess around and slam the table and quarrel with others, isn't that a waste of his strengths?"

As he spoke, he curled his lips and his eyes were extremely determined.

"Let him do what he wants. We old guys can't even protect this, so we might as well retire and return home."

Kenong took a puff of his cigarette and said meaningfully, "No one stipulates that you have to dig the foundation yourself."

The gentleman stared at Kenong for several seconds, then seemed to have thought of something and laughed heartily.

"Zhiyuan, after listening for so long, don't you have anything to say?"

Lin Zhiyuan was not in a hurry when he saw the four people's eyes on him.

The gentleman brought up the topic, and Kenong and the brigade commander took over the conversation without giving him a chance to interrupt. They realized that it was a serious matter, so they turned into servants, poured wine and tea, and listened carefully.

Now that the stage is set, the final test comes. If you pass it, there will be no more shortcomings. You can reach out to the sky, but you have to be cautious.

After thinking for a long time, he slowly said, "Four uncles, let me tell you a story first."

The four gentlemen were all surprised by this beginning and put down their chopsticks at the same time.

Lin Zhiyuan picked up the wine glass, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

"Once upon a time, there was a village called the Long family. In the early years, the head of the family was not ambitious, which led to decades, even hundreds of years, of being bullied by other families.

Until one day, Hong adhered to the principle of not abandoning or giving up, united his family, drove away the bad neighbors, and became the head of the family.

The family had been destitute for many years and had barely had enough food to eat. However, Hong stuck to his principles and led everyone to work hard and get rich.

Of course, other families will not turn a blind eye. What if you become powerful and bully me like I bullied you?

Instigate people to quarrel with the Long family, or even fight with them. No matter what happens in the village, the Long family is excluded. Even when the village goes to the market, they will make trouble for them.

There are many obstacles outside, and ambition alone cannot close the gap. Over the past years, while others have enjoyed delicacies from mountains and seas, the Long family has still been living a simple life.

When Hong looked at the whole village and reviewed the past, he could only seek change. After learning from the pain, he decided to learn from the foreigners to defeat them.

Is there anything wrong with learning from the strengths of all schools of thought?

No, poverty is the original sin, and backwardness will be punished.

Unfortunately, the Long family is not a monolithic entity. The descendants of Hong are the most outstanding ones who are trustworthy and have the conditions to give it a try during the period of change.

After going through untold hardships in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation, the Long family is far ahead and stands tall in the village, and no one dares to bully them.

When Hong looked back, he discovered that his descendants controlled every aspect of the family, and there were even too many people who were above the rules.

Hong was able to become the head of the family because he never abandoned or gave up, but that was the foundation.

What should Hong do if the tail is too big to be removed?

There are only two choices: go against principles and do something drastic to heal the wound.

There must be wise people among Hong’s descendants. Losing the roots also means losing the hearts of the people.

However, the poison has already spread throughout the body after taking strong medicine, how many years will it take to treat it gently?"

It took half an hour to tell a short story, which seemed to be irrelevant and irrelevant, but it still made the gentleman and others fall silent.

After a long time, the God of Wealth finally hit the nail on the head and pointed out the point of contradiction.

"Zhiyuan, Hong will definitely not be able to surpass other families when facing obstacles?"

Lin Zhiyuan spread his hands and asked, "Of course not, but what if?"

The gentleman sighed and nodded slightly.

"Yes, what if, when that time comes, there is no other way but to seek change. From now on, it will not be a hypothesis anymore."

Kenong pondered for a moment and said slowly.

"So, Zhiyuan, change is your answer?"

As for the general direction, everyone present understood it, and it was more like asking on behalf of someone else.

The brigade commander secretly clenched his fists, fearing that Lin Zhiyuan would say something wrong. He glared at him and said unhappily, "Speak clearly."

The eyes of the gentleman and the God of Wealth were also full of scrutiny.

Lin Zhiyuan shook his head decisively.

"No, I want to break the if. It will last for hundreds of years and involve several generations. I can't let them become victims."

It is powerful and very contagious.

The brigade commander's tense face gradually relaxed and he curled his lips into a smile.

"Don't take yourself too seriously, little brat. I can still break the if even without you."

Lin Zhiyuan didn't bother about it, but just smiled.

“This only shows that I have more confidence in myself.”

After saying that, he started to show off.

"If I can accomplish something like this, my name will go down in history. Otherwise, why would I work so hard to make money? Without money, everything is meaningless."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was laughter at the table.

The gentleman couldn't help but joke.

"You, you're clearly pursuing something noble, but how come it changes after you say that?"

The God of Wealth pursed his lips at first, but then couldn't help shaking his head.

"No wonder you're so obsessed with money, you're trying to steal my nickname."

The gentleman chuckled and immediately followed up.

"You know what, but many people have come to me to complain that you are not a god of wealth, but more like a miser."

The God of Wealth raised his eyebrows, smacked his lips, and looked a little unconvinced.

"These guys don't know how expensive firewood and rice are until they run the household. Everyone wants a few melons and dates. Shouldn't I be more careful?"

"Is there nothing wrong?"

The brigade commander grinned, laughed a few times, and set up the ladder again.

"From now on, Zhiyuan will be the God of Wealth, and you will be the Miser. One will be responsible for making money, and the other will be responsible for spending money. If you don't have money, ask this brat for it. Who dared to do something bad to your nickname?"

The gentleman laughed heartily and nodded seriously.

"That makes sense. I just happened to see that Zhiyuan is not very good at spending money."

The God of Wealth waved his hand and said, "Take it, take it quickly. How can making money be as comfortable as spending money?"

Kenong rolled his eyes back and forth and nodded his chin towards Lin Zhiyuan.

"Come on, come on, the new God of Wealth. When you make money, don't forget your Uncle Li."

Lin Zhiyuan climbed up, his eyes wide open, pretending to be surprised.

"Uncle Li, please wait a moment. I will accept Uncle Yun's nickname after gritting my teeth, but I don't care about spending money."

"Hahaha!"